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ABSOLUTION

The
Penton Legacy, Book 2

By
Susannah Sandlin

Release date: October 9, 2012

Publisher: Montlake Romance

Blurb
:

With the vampire world on the brink of civil war over the scarcity
of untainted human blood, battle lines are being drawn between the once
peaceful vampire and human enclave of Penton, Alabama, and the powerful Vampire
Tribunal.

A Scottish gallowglass warrior turned vampire in the early 17th
century, Mirren Kincaid once served the Tribunal as its most creative and
ruthless executioner—a time when he was known as the Slayer. But when assigned
a killing he found questionable, Mirren abandoned the Tribunal’s political
machinations and disappeared—only to resurface two centuries later as the
protector and second-in-command of Penton. Now the Tribunal wants him back on
their side—or dead.

To break their rogue agent, they capture Glory Cummings, the
descendant of a shaman, and send her to restore Mirren’s bloodthirsty nature.
But instead of a monster, Glory sees a man burdened by the weight of his past.
Could her magic touch—meant by the tribunal to bring out a violent
killer—actually help Mirren break his bonds and discover the love he doesn’t
believe he deserves?

It’s a town under siege, a powerful warrior in a battle with his
past, and one woman who can make the earth move—literally—as the Penton Legacy
continues.

REDEMPTION

Book One Penton Legacy series

By Susannah Sandlin

Following a worldwide pandemic whose vaccine left human
blood deadly to vampires, the vampire community is on the verge of starvation
and panic. Some have fanned into rural areas, where the vaccine was less
prevalent, and are taking unsuspecting humans as blood slaves. Others are
simply starving, which for a vampire is worse than death—a raging hunger in a
creature too weak to feed.

Immune to these
struggles—at first—is Penton, a tiny community in rural Chambers County,
Alabama, an abandoned cotton mill town that has been repopulated by charismatic
vampire Aidan Murphy, his scathe of 50 vampires, and their willingly bonded
humans. Aidan has recruited his people carefully, believing in a peaceful
community where the humans are respected and the vampires retain a bit of their
humanity.

But an unresolved family feud and the paranoia of the Vampire Tribunal descend
on Penton in the form of Aidan’s brother, Owen Murphy. Owen has been
issued a death warrant that can only be commuted if he destroys Penton—and
Aidan, against whom he’s held a grudge since both were turned vampire in
17th-century Ireland. Owen begins a systematic attack on the town, first
killing its doctor, then attacking one of Aidan’s own human familiars

To protect his people, Aidan is forced to go against his principles and kidnap
an unvaccinated human doctor—and finds himself falling in love for the first
time since the death of his wife in Ireland centuries ago.

Dr. Krystal Harris, forced into a world she never knew
existed, must face up to her own abusive past to learn if the feelings she’s
developing for her kidnapper are real—or just a warped, supernatural kind of
Stockholm Syndrome in which she’s allowing herself to become a victim yet
again.

Susannah
Sandlin’s REDEMPTION is the first in the Penton Legacy series. Book two,
ABSOLUTION, will be out September 18, and book three, OMEGA, on December 18.

About the
Author:

Susannah Sandlin is the author of paranormal romance set in the
Deep South, where there are always things that go bump in the night.

A journalist by day, Susannah grew up in Alabama reading the gothic
novels of Susan Howatch and the horror fantasy of Stephen King. (Um…it is
fantasy, right?)

The
combination of Howatch and King probably explains a lot. Currently a resident
of Auburn, Alabama, Susannah has also lived in Illinois, Texas, California, and
Louisiana.

What was
Matthias thinking, throwing a human woman in the cell with a vampire who’d been
locked up and starved for over a month?

Mirren waited on the bench, his back
against the wall, his head down. Waited until Matthias climbed the steps,
slammed the door, clicked the dead bolt home. Waited until he could get control
of the hunger that had begun raging the second the woman stumbled down the stairway.
She was unvaccinated, and he wanted nothing more than to take her, blood and
body, until there was nothing left.

If he did that, he’d be no better
than the version of Mirren Kincaid he’d tried so hard to leave behind. He’d be
the Slayer again. His hands could too easily remember the mindless sweep of the
sword, the heavy fall of the battle-ax, the controlled back-thrust of a heavy
firearm. If the cold darkness ever fell over him again, he feared he’d embrace
it.

“Mister, you awake?”

Shit.
She would have to be a talker. Mirren hated a talky woman. They always expected
you to talk back.

He raised his head slowly and caught
his breath. She was young, maybe mid-twenties, and pretty in a rode-hard kind
of way.

“Your eyes are silver—I’ve seen
enough vampires since I was kidnapped to know when your eyes get lighter, it
means you’re hungry. But I’ve never seen any like yours. How long has it been
since you ate? Umm…Make that how long since you drank?”

If the stupid woman kept walking
toward him, he wouldn’t be held responsible. “Stay where you are.” He narrowed
his eyes at her, thinking. How could she help him without sending his need so
far over the edge he lost control of it?

She eeked when he shifted on the bench and turned his back toward her.
“Untie me.”

She stumbled a little when she
reached the bench and sat hard. The woman was stoned out of her gourd. He could
smell the drugs on her.

“Your
wrists are all torn up. That has to hurt.” She sat on the bench behind him, and
Mirren breathed in her scent with his eyes closed. Damn, but he wanted to feed
so badly his muscles ached.

She muttered as she worked, her
drug-addled fingers slipping off the rope. “You’re so big that I’m surprised
this rope could hold you. I should be able to…Let’s see here, it’s too dark.
Man, this is funky rope.”

“Stop yapping, start untying.” She
had that broad, soft Southern accent he found sexy, but she used it way too
much.

“Yeah, yeah, okay.” She tugged harder
on the ropes, burning his sensitive wrists with each pull. “Sorry, sorry. Why
is it burning your skin like that?”

Mirren growled and spoke through
gritted teeth. “It’s laced with silver, and I’m a freaking vampire. Just untie me.”
Damn, he had to get himself under control, or he’d scare the woman to death and
she wouldn’t finish freeing his arms or feed him either one.

“Well, you’ve got the funny eyes,
but I don’t see any fangs.”

God help him, he’d show her some
fangs. “I said I was a vampire. Now finish untying me.”

Mirren twisted his wrists and felt
the rope give way—the woman had gotten it loose enough that he didn’t need her
help.

“But wait, how do I know you—”

She gasped as Mirren pulled his
wrists apart, popped the rope onto the cell floor, and shifted around to face
her.

“Can
you…?” She paused and swallowed hard, edging away from him on the bench. Mirren’s
gaze dropped to her mouth. “Can you feed without killing me?”

We have
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An odd twist on a vampire novel with
a kind of post-apocalyptic vibe.A human
illness that had to be vaccinated against resulted in human blood that was
poisonous to vampires.But one place has
become a haven for vamps.

It’s also a romance story.Anddespite being book two in the series, it can be read as a stand alone.

I give this book a 5 out of 5
clouds.

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product or book may have been distributed for review; this in no way affects my
opinions or reviews.

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Blurb
:

Frustrated with her father’s demand she find a mate, Tawny does, but it’s
not one that will receive her family’s blessing. Plus, her new love has no
memory of his past…even his name.

Discovering
an unconscious man who may be vampire, in the neighbor’s yard leads werewolf
Tawny Howls down a love path that’s not going to make her father happy. She
senses this man is different, but that doesn’t stop her attraction. Werewolves
and vampires are traditional enemies, and it doesn’t help when he remembers
nothing about his prior life.

Awakening to find a beautiful woman hovering over him, he remembers nothing of
his past life. When Tawny decides to call him David, he’s fine with the name
and the attention he receives from his nurse. But why does the scent of the
prey she hunts excite him more than the food she cooks?

Can the strong attraction between a shifter and a vampire overcome years of
distrust for each other’s species? Will the discovery of his true identity
ensnare them in a battle that endangers their lives, in an effort to save
mankind from Demon rule?

About the
Author:

Award winning author, Lizzie T. Leaf started life in Kansas, continued her
growing in North Carolina,
and currently shivers through the winters in Colorado.She has numerous e-books in varying lengths and her first print book, Struck by Lightning, won dual 2007
Beacon awards, in addition to being a finalist in two other contests.

In addition, Making
Christmas, a Christmas Historical novella set during the Civil War won Love
Romances Café Best Historical for 2011 and is a finalist in the Aspen Gold for
Best Novella.

Beyond Magic, the
first book in the Magical Love series won the 2012 Award of Excellence Best
Paranormal/Fantasy/Sy-Fi, and is a finalist for Best Paranormal in the Aspen
Gold.Winners are announced in mid to
late October.

Since discovering the
fun of writing paranormal, she plays with creating vampires, faeries and other
immortals. Her current focus is the DEAD series.Musa Publishing has re-released the first
four novellas in the series and DEAD Hot,
a new novella, is scheduled to release in October.Emerging
Magic, the second novel in the Magical Love series will also release in
late October or early November with Passion in Print Press.

When not creating mischief for paranormal beings, she can be
found exploring the other genres she wants to write.She also serves as the 2012 President for the
Heart of Denver Romance Writers.

Lizzie loves to read, spend time with her family and travel
with her best friend husband during her free time, on which most of friends
ask…“what free time?”

that ended up in a
grimace. “I feel like I’ve been run over by a truck.”

“Well,
I won’t make you feel any worse by telling you what you look like.”

Tawny couldn’t stop the
grin that spread across her full mouth. “All I can say

is, it had to have been a
heck of a big truck.”

“That
good, huh?” He lifted his hand and she grabbed it again.

“I
think we need to get your head bandaged. Hang on and let me see what

I can find in the closet.
I’m sure Billie Joyce has another set of pillowcases we

can use if I can’t find
anything else.” Tawny rummaged through drawers and

the old wardrobe that
stood in the corner taking up too much room in the

cramped surroundings.

She
had to settle for another white pillowcase, and after ripping it into

strips, she bandaged the
still-seeping head wound.

This
guy better count his blessings. I’m amazed there’s not more blood.

Leaning
back, Tawny admired her work. “You look like a regular Sultan

waiting for your harem to
arrive.”

“Nice.
Every man’s dream.” He mustered a little chuckle. “Thank you…

Tawny, isn’t it?”

“That’s
my name. Which leads me to the big question, what’s yours?”

“I’m…”

His
silence stopped her efforts to pick up the remnants left over from her

bandage creation. The
puzzled look on his face pulled her back to the bed.

Oh
shit!

His
skin had taken on a pasty sheen.

He’s
going to pass out.

“Is
your name so bad that you don’t want to share it with me?” A little

humor might get him
through this rough spot.

“No.”
He stared quietly at his hands folded across his chest like a dead man,

refusing to meet her
stare. “I don’t know who I am.”

“You
have no idea where you sent him?” Bobby paced back and forth

in front of the giant
stone fireplace in his New Orleans mansion. “Cate, I

asked you to send the
vampire someplace safe, not somewhere unknown.”

He stopped and raised his
eyes to the heavens. There were times werewolves

needed the aid of prayer,
especially when they prayed for control.

“Look,
Mister Bossy, if you recall things were a little hectic. I think it’s

called the ‘heat of
battle’ and I did the best I could to save Fang’s ass.”

If the
glare she shot in his direction held the daggers it was meant to

convey, he’d be a dead
Were. And she had the power to accomplish the feat

if she chose.

“You
should be grateful, shifter, that I had the sense of mind to conjure

a spell that quickly.”

“Right.”
Bobby dropped in the closest chair and attempted to focus his

mind on a calm place.
“Can you recall exactly what you said?”

Cate
shook her head in frustration and shot Bobby another nasty glare.

“The same thing I told
you five minutes ago. I asked the universe to take him

to a place that is
vampire safe.” She tucked her legs under her and crossed her

arms. “I’m not going to
repeat it again, so don’t bother asking.”

She
had repeated her chant to him at least a dozen times since their return

to his house, and he
couldn’t blame her being annoyed. Yes, he could understand

the heat of battle.
They’d been outnumbered, and the vampire being

taken out of action
hadn’t helped. Still, between the two of them, they’d left

a lot of dead demons, or
at the very least, a bunch of badly wounded ones.

Too bad they healed
quickly.

His
problem now, in addition to the finding the vampire, was to figure

out the identity of the
demon leader. He had more power than any demon

Bobby had come up against
previously — a giant, ugly creature, who appeared

to take delight in
inflicting pain, and some of the demons had called him boss.

Bobby wished they’d used
the big guy’s actual name so he would have a starting

base on where to find out
more.

Life
these days had become a battleground for Bobby and his allies, and

the situation kept
ramping up. Lately, it seemed as if someone had booked a

demon convention in the
city and forgot to inform him. Even his contact on

the police force
acknowledged there was some bad shit going down.

“Why
don’t you contact that vampire friend of yours up north? My high

priestess said he’s in
tight with the blood sucker king.” Cate tugged on her

short skirt in an attempt
to cover more of her never-ending legs.

It
will take a strong spell to make that piece of fabric longer.

For a
brief moment, Bobby regretted his interest wasn’t in the opposite

sex. The witch would make
some lucky male a good mate.

Turning
from the appealing view of shapely female legs, Bobby stared into

the flickering flames of
the fireplace and considered Cate’s suggestion. The

last time Aaron Lowell
came to New Orleans to check on his investments, he

brought a friend with
him. The man had only been introduced as Daniel to

Bobby and the rest of
their little investment group, when they met to discuss

their various business
issues.

Always
one to keep a sharp ear to the grapevine, Bobby heard the rumor

that Daniel was the new
vampire king. From Cate’s suggestion to contact

Aaron, it must be a known
fact, not just a rumor.

Hairs
along his spine prickled and then receded — a sure indication to

Bobby that his decision
had just been made.

The
only question that needs answering is the how? Shall I call Aaron, or simply

show up in New York City at his bar?

Book Review:

More fun with the vampire who faints
at the sight of blood…. Okay, so she seems to have gotten over that issue.This book focuses on Tawny, shifter and
police officer in New Orleans, and David, a vampire preacher… Yep, that’s right
a preacher.Of course he doesn’t know
that because he has lost his memory, but still kind of a contradiction in terms
there.

Excellent writing with a fast paced
plot, and unusual twists that you are not expecting.I give this book 4.5 out of 5 clouds.

This
product or book may have been distributed for review; this in no way affects my
opinions or reviews.

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